Best of friends at the New Norfolk boat ramp.

Man’s best friend

February a year ago I would often see these two having a rest at the New Norfolk boat ramp. The elderly dog of indeterminate breeding would have eyes only for his master even when having a shallow dip.

They would linger for a while oblivious to the boisterous youngsters creating general chaos nearby, and finally saunter off jauntily back to town.

Sadly, this year I have spotted neither.

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